Another summer time stocking filler for those not interested in birds or insects Not necessarily a football one, but what is the worst thing that has ever happened to you at a Charlton game ? I have two that spring to mind: Missing the last train home from Liverpool Lime Street after we lost an evening game at Anfield, and having to get the 1am "mail train" which stopped at every station between Liverpool and London. Sharing an old BR train carriage on the journey back with a p1ssed guy eating chips with curry sauce on them. He had had too many beers, and then puked over me. The next 5 hours on the train were not pleasant. Arriving back at Euston at 6am wearing a suit covered in dark yellow vomit. Secondly, befriending a well known Charlton player in the 90s who left me 2 complimentary tickets for every away game. System went like clockwork for months until a trip to Filbert St. Counting my chickens before they had hatched, an ill advised pre match trip to Filbert St bookies saw me lose all of my cash, before arriving at ticket window to find that said player had not left my tickets. My mate had about 6p on him. No tickets & no cash. Resorted to sending a Leicester steward into away dressing room to ask player for my tickets. True story The folly of youth.
Thought of a third one. Naively driving into London before catching a train from Euston to Northampton for a mid week cup tie. Finding parking impossible, as train departure time drew nearer. Ended up abandoning car behind old gas works behind Kings Cross on a double yellow. Older readers will remember what Kings Cross used to be like in the 80s Evening of unsurpassed tension that followed - not worrying about the result- we drew 1-1- but whether my car would be there when I got back, and in what condition. Arriving back at Euston around 11, and jogging that lovely walk round the back of Kings Cross. Area packed with "ladies of the night". Turning the corner into road where I had left my car, literally ****ting myself with anxiety. Car there, not only in one piece, but without a ticket. It would'nt have lasted 10 mins these days with CCTV. Kings Cross really was something else in those days
I missed the 35 yard free kick by Talal El Karkouri to put us 1-0 up at home to Arsenal on NYD a few seasons back when I was about 15 The reason I missed it was because I had to rush to the toilet to throw up having been at a house party the night before and went over the top on the booze after I missed out on the bit of tail I was chasing to one of my mates.
I always seem to drop my hot dog at the Valley at least once a season, always brings a tear to my eye ;(
i broke my front tooth this year. my boy (3 months old) lunged forward and butted me as i celebrated the win v bournemouth. cost £800 to fix at the dentist
One of the worst (and weirdest) for me is Blackpool away, Feb 2008. Disgustingly hungover, stood on a rickety scaffold being buffeted by a North Sea breeze. Kept one eye on the scaffold to ensure i didn't fall down the 30ft bank behind. 2-1 up at half time (2 in 2 minutes from Ambrose), the players gave up in the second and lost 5-3. MOTM - the wind. Put Weaver on his fat arse time and again.
Not quite Charlton, but when our game at Walsall was called off late in January 2010 with me already on the train up to Birmingham, I (and a fair few other Charlton fans) decided to take in the Aston Villa-Blackburn FA Cup 3rd Round tie at Villa Park. I had to sit next to 2 Brummies moaning for 90 minutes. It was horrible.
On the way back from a pre-season friendly out west somewhere against somebody or other 3 of us popped into a Brakspear's pub near Maidenhead for a jar. When we came out my car had been nicked, and I'd just filled up the tank. We had to wait for my mate's girlfriend to drive out from east London to collect us. The compensation was having a good drink while we were waiting.
I feel your pain, CC. A similar thing happened to me, but with a pancake roll. Came out of the chippy with the PR balancing on its nest of chips, and then a ****-off great gust of wind blew it off and into the road. It proceeded to roll underneath a UPS van, so I had no chance of applying the 'five-second rule'. Gutted is not the word.
I walked out after Brad Friedal scored the Blackburn equaliser a few years ago.. Partly out of disgust cos I said to myself when he was running forward that he'd score Of course went and missed the Claus Jensen winner
Thrown out of selhurst for making a hand gesture at Bryan Robson and paying again to come back in even though we were 3 0 down. Missed football special to OT and paying full price to get another train he later .
One of the best 10 goals I've ever seen live that was! The way he curled it round Friedel on the volley with the outside of his boot- unbelievable.
Definitely not deflected. It was shown recently on the OS and I watched it again several times, and it got better with every viewing...and I was right behind him on the day, too.
